I am stupid, hear me whimper
Nov. 13th, 2002 12:36 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aruanI remembered to silence my phone for classes today. I never ever remember to do that *anywhere* except for Literature and movie theaters because you know, special hell.
I forgot today's date. I think I wrote 12th on all my papers, where I've been so date-conscious all damn week.
So I turned on my phone while it charged after going dead shortly after Personality Psych. Forgot to turn on the ringer.
So I pick it up around 11:45, seeing that Angela has called at 10:47. 'Oh,' I think, 'it was only an hour ago, and what with her being three hours behind anyway, I'll just call her back and no worries.' I figured she was calling about finalizing trip plans, as it's only my schedule I've been trying to work out.
Then, I checked my Friends list.
Apparently, the last time I'd checked it had been mere minutes before Dacey posted about how much Justin being at the House of Blues tonight supporting JC meant to her.
Fuck. Me.
Angela had called me from the floor of the fucking House of Blues tonight so I could hear JC sing, as we've had planned since rumors of this gig first surfaced, and I had to pick today to be a conscientious student, an imbecile vegetable and an idiot cellphone user.
*bangs head on desk*
And I owe cowfic.
*bangs head on desk some more*
I forgot today's date. I think I wrote 12th on all my papers, where I've been so date-conscious all damn week.
So I turned on my phone while it charged after going dead shortly after Personality Psych. Forgot to turn on the ringer.
So I pick it up around 11:45, seeing that Angela has called at 10:47. 'Oh,' I think, 'it was only an hour ago, and what with her being three hours behind anyway, I'll just call her back and no worries.' I figured she was calling about finalizing trip plans, as it's only my schedule I've been trying to work out.
Then, I checked my Friends list.
Apparently, the last time I'd checked it had been mere minutes before Dacey posted about how much Justin being at the House of Blues tonight supporting JC meant to her.
Fuck. Me.
Angela had called me from the floor of the fucking House of Blues tonight so I could hear JC sing, as we've had planned since rumors of this gig first surfaced, and I had to pick today to be a conscientious student, an imbecile vegetable and an idiot cellphone user.
*bangs head on desk*
And I owe cowfic.
*bangs head on desk some more*
